my awesome boss

Chapter 360
"Xia Jian, why did you stop me?" Yu Zhiruo frowned.

"No need to give him money." Xia Jian said solemnly.

"He sings well, I should give him money."

"You trust me, you don't have to give it."

At this time, the conversation between the two people also attracted the attention of the people nearby, and everyone turned their heads towards the two of them.

"Why is this man like this? The woman wants to give money, but he still stops him. What does it mean?"

"This man is so vicious. The vagabond artist is so pitiful and has sung so many songs. What's the point of giving some money?"

"This woman is quite beautiful, why did she find such a stingy boyfriend."

At this time, a woman in the crowd exclaimed: "Xia Jian, why are you here?"

Xia Jian heard a familiar woman's voice, looked in the direction, his eyes lit up, and it turned out to be an acquaintance, Nie Shihan.

That gourmet.

Nie Shihan still looks like a backpacker, wearing very casual clothes, sweatpants, and sneakers, but she still looks so cute.

"Nie Shihan, why are you here?" Xia Jian asked in surprise.

Nie Shihan said with a smile, "I still want to ask you this question. I'm a gourmet. Of course, I'm looking for delicious food all over the country."

Xia Jian pointed to the two girls beside him: "I'm here to play with my friends."

Nie Shihan looked at Lu Xinying and Yu Zhiruo, but she didn't recognize Yu Zhiruo, she only saw two beauties, and exclaimed, "Wow, Xia Jian, you are so blessed, why are you surrounded by beauties?"

Xia Jian also scratched his head, looking embarrassed.

The people around were a little bit aggrieved when they saw Xia Jian preventing others from giving money, but they didn't pursue it further and asked the wandering artist to play another song.

The vagabond artist turned on the speakers again and sang "Life in Bloom". This is an inspirational song, which just suits his feeling of being a disabled person. The people around him felt their noses and tears when he sang it, and they all thought it was really good Yes, it has sung to the hearts of the people.

Nie Shihan was also very excited at the moment, and took out the money from the bag, and was about to throw it into the broken bowl, but Yu Zhiruo took out the money again, and Xia Jian stopped the two of them again.

Nie Shihan also saw Xia Jian blocking Yu Zhiruo from giving money just now, and she didn't pay much attention to it just now, but this time Xia Jian stopped her, she was a little upset, and said directly: "I said Xia Jian, can you be a little sympathetic? It’s been hard work, I’ve been singing all night, my voice is hoarse, I’ve been singing so well, it’s fine if you don’t give it yourself, why stop us.”

"Yeah, why stop others."

"If someone wants to give money, it is their freedom."

"If you sing well, you should give it, and we are willing."

The people around were filled with righteous indignation again, and some looked at Xia Jian aggressively, as if they were about to rush over to beat him up.

The disabled artist keeps his head down, looking pitiful, and doesn't say a word next to him, giving him an image of a weak person. The more he is like this, the more indignant the people next to him are, and they all feel that Xia Jian did it. unacceptable.

Although Yu Zhi was also a little dissatisfied, she felt that there should be a reason for Xia Jian to do this, and asked solemnly: "Xia Jian, why is this? He sings so well."

"Did you sing well?" Xia Jian said lightly.

"Damn, is this person deaf? He can sing so well, but he can't speak well."

"Otherwise, try singing a song."

"This kind of person really deserves to be beaten. Everyone has ears, and singing well is good!"

Everyone cast their awl-like gazes at Xia Jian, hoping that he would give an explanation.

I saw that Xia Jian said lightly: "If lip-syncing is considered good singing, then I really admire your taste."

As soon as these words were uttered, the disabled artist with his head down suddenly trembled slightly, but immediately regained his composure. He didn't want others to see it.

"You mean, he's cheating people here? Look at his hands, they're all gone. Would a person like him still lie to us?"

The surrounding crowd was even more furious, and a tall and burly man among them, as their representative, approached Xia Jian a few steps.

Xia Jian grinned: "He is disabled, we can sympathize with him, but disability is not a reason he can use to defraud us of sympathy and money."

This sentence made everyone stand in a daze, and Xia Jian's plausible words made everyone start to distinguish the truth from the fake.

Xia Jian continued to speak righteously: "There are many disabled people in this world, who are physically disabled and mentally weak, but this colleague has not done it."

Xia Jian stared straight at the disabled, and said coldly: "You just broke an arm, you are not terminally ill, you can go to work to make money, and others will still not look down on you, but you are cheating here by lip-syncing. Money, such behavior is despicable."

At this time, the disabled artist couldn't calm down anymore: "Sir, you can't spout blood. You don't need to support my dream, but you can't insult my personality."

Yu Zhiruo was also extremely surprised, but still didn't believe it: "Xia Jian, you can't make a mistake, he looked so devoted just now, how could he be lip-syncing."

"Yes, what evidence do you have to prove that he is lip-syncing?"

Xia Jian said coldly: "Does this still need to be proved? I heard it as soon as I heard it."

Yu Zhiruo also sang, but she didn't recognize it, but Xia Jian did, and she found it incredible.

Xia Jian continued: "No one can sing without flaws, and in order to sing a good song, usually the expression should not be too exaggerated, because when singing, one has to consider the problem of vocalization. The more exaggerated the expression, the less focused he is. on your own voice, but focus on your facial expressions."

Speaking of this, the disabled artist's eyes showed a kind of panic, as if Xia Jian's words hit the point.

The crowd also felt that there was some truth, and the voice of resisting Xia Jian gradually became smaller.

The disabled artist saw that the number of people supporting him was decreasing, and immediately retorted: "Then we have seen many famous singers who also pay attention to stage effects and have exaggerated expressions. Are they all lip-syncing?"

This rebuttal immediately aroused the sympathy of the surrounding people, and at this time the voices against Xia Jian began to grow louder again.

Xia Jian knew it was judged by experience, and he couldn't explain it clearly to them, so he approached the disabled artist, lowered his body, and pressed the play button on the speaker.

The handicapped body trembled violently, he knew he was done this time.

At this time, the same singing voice as just now came from the speakers.

This is someone else's singing that has been recorded long ago.

Everyone was stunned, and so was the person who quarreled with Xia Jian just now.

"Nimma, I was really deceived."

"Damn it, it's too fucking stupid. I earned my sympathy and tears just now, so it's all fake."

(End of this chapter)